By Gallagher, Jean
This Minute is a hooked up complete, within which the verse is pushed via powerful highbrow pleasure, glaring within the full of life circulate of the strains and in a vocabulary that switches simply from the colloquial to the precise. there's an pressing voice, felt shut to hand. and there's a ability in dealing with and matching the dimensions of a poem to its topic that makes every one invigorating to read-one arrives a little bit out of breath. those poems express a metaphysicalmeaning in addition to a physically intimacy. they're luminous, researching instead of production their metaphors because the such a lot detailed approach of speaking.The Early background of PhotographyThe first photographer's sister spent the summerwatching the leaf-imprints disappear.Just like existence, she wrote to him, yet a bit slower;like a chemical recipe for gratitude.Shhh, the 1st photographer acknowledged, hoveringover the silver salts arrayed like listening devices.Don't enable the solar comprehend what we are doing.This is a god we will be able to trap and he will by no means be aware of it,never omit those little fistfuls of glitter, dumbed down.Dear sister, you want to be aware of the miracle is within the stoppage.Motion is affordable and considerable; status nonetheless is what bills and costs.Jean Gallagher is affiliate Professor of English at Polytechnic college in long island urban. She is the writer of the area Wars in the course of the girl Gaze.To learn a pattern of Jean Gallagher's poetry, stopover at www.poetsoutloud.com
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33 Fordham University Press__Jean Gallagher__This Minute Ovidian Psalm: On What Turns One into a Bird (Procne and Philomel) The betrayer built into every cell; the trapdoor in all the sidewalks. Take what you want, I’ll never not tell, even when my tongue makes way for the scissors of the empty air. Even falling I’ll still wear the story in red letters on my shirt and everyone will know our real name is ﬂy-by-day, ﬂy-by-night. 34 Fordham University Press__Jean Gallagher__This Minute Fordham University Press__Jean Gallagher__This Minute Piero III: Weight (Solomon, Meeting the Queen in the Temple, Acknowledges Certain Construction Problems) And Solomon left all the vessels unweighed, because they were exceeding many: neither was the weight in the brass found out.
Heraclitus, Fragments, tr. Brooks Haxton, Viking, 2001 30 Fordham University Press__Jean Gallagher__This Minute Episodes in the History of Photography: Honeymoon in Russia, 1942 (Margaret Bourke-White and Erskine Caldwell) His equipment: One corduroy jacket. One ear-dictionary. One blood-typewriter. My equipment: Three thousand ﬂashbulbs, individually wrapped. Eight cameras, one for each workday, one for his dreams. My eyes’ heavy jewelry leaning toward the magnets in his hair. The war, both wars, the tripod I can’t get steady.
Peek open this minute’s purse, built like a lung to allow and allow: the compact between you and it, the eye-sized mirror you know a little something in. Rummage this minute’s closet, xylophoning the hangers of the future’s fancy dresses already given clean away. This minute’s medicine cabinet opens and shuts heartwise. Its heart medicine tastes like the rough, dissolving salts licked off your beloved’s photograph. Under this minute’s bed you can juggle all you like. Dust is no object but a process you can understand with every cell of your juggling hand.
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